For more than twenty years, he had gotten angry before, but on Shishi, he had never seen fourth brother so stern.
The entire Yanliang City seemed to have fallen into a shuddering silence at that moment, and absolute silence permeated the center of the restless battlefield. Ye Tianling's clenched fist was trembling slightly, and scarlet blood soaked out of the armor, dripping down the back of his hand, a wound on his arm was ruptured by too much force, but he didn't realize it.
"Fourth brother..." Eleven called out tentatively.
Ye Tianling had never heard of it. After a long time, he turned his gaze to the enemy troops arrayed outside the city, and asked slowly, "Other than that, what news is there?" The coldness in his voice seemed to carry A kind of oppressive force gradually spread, and the depths of the eyes were deep, like a gnawing night.
The guard replied: "As soon as we got the news, we were ordered by the commander of the guard to escort a few surviving brothers back to the city to report. We don't know the current situation."
"Where are they?"
"Commander Wei and the others managed to sneak into the Turkic army."
Ye Tianling didn't speak any more, and Fang wanted to wave his hand to reprimand the guards. With the support of two Xuanjia soldiers, a man struggled and rolled down in front of him. After a muffled grunt, he couldn't move anymore. There was a hoarse sound, and it was difficult to breathe.
"Who?" When Ye Tianling leaned over to look, despite his concentration, he was surprised to see that man's hideous appearance covered in blood and scars.
A soldier replied: "This beggar helped us a lot by taking a shortcut to Baizhangyuan earlier. But he was seriously injured. The princess told us to try to leave when the main force of the enemy army was attracted. No matter what, we must send him to Yanliang city."
The beggar was lying at Ye Tianling's feet, with one eye desperately open, which made people feel that there were countless things to say but they were too miserable. As if gathering all the strength in his body, he bent his index finger and tapped the ground with difficulty three times, as if he was bowing his head to Ye Tianling in salute. Ye Tianling swept up his cloak and squatted down beside him: "Who are you?"
The beggar stared at Ye Tianling closely, his stiff gesture fell into Ye Tianling's eyes, Ye Tianling was taken aback for a moment, his eyes glanced sharply at his eyes, after a moment of contemplation, he suddenly asked: "Are you... Chi Shu?"
Hearing this, the beggar's originally lifeless eyes suddenly lit up with a gleam, accompanied by heavy and rapid breathing, he nodded his head almost imperceptibly.
This surprised everyone, a Xuanjia soldier who was supporting him by his side said in surprise: "Chi Shu who defected to the Turks?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Ye Tianling stopped coldly: "No matter who betrays me, Chi Shu will never, he can't take refuge in Turks!"
Hearing this, Chi Shu's body trembled, a muddy tear slipped from his crippled eye, washed away the dirty mud and blood, and washed out a trace of innocence.
Ye Tianling could hardly believe that the dying man in front of him was the general who had followed him to death since he was a child, and asked sadly, "What happened? Who did this cruel thing and tortured you like this?"
Chi Shu's breathing became more and more urgent, but became weaker and weaker. A knife in his chest was already fatal, and even Da Luo Jinxian was helpless at this time. He couldn't speak, he just looked at Ye Tianling, with the remaining strength in his hand, he drew distorted handwriting on the ground little by little: Xiao... Xin...
When he wrote the third character, he only wrote a distorted "one". Suddenly, his whole body trembled, his fingers loosened weakly, and he stopped there with his eyes wide open, and did not move again.
A crippled eye, full of unwillingness and resentment, was fixed in front of Ye Tianling. Ye Tianling slowly stretched out his hand, brushed his hard-to-close eyes, stood up and said, "Bury him honorably."
Overcast and cloudy, cold rain fell from time to time, and the weather was getting worse.
Arrows flew like rain outside the city, chariots rumbled, and the Turkic army finally launched an attack on Yanliang City.
The wind is filled with the breath of killing, and there is never any hesitation or compassion on the battlefield. The heat of blood and the coldness of iron overturn life and death at the moment of interlacing, rendering the earth.
The weak perish, the strong survive, this moment of fighting is extremely clear.
The Xuanjia fighters took turns defending to the death, one against a hundred, like a copper wall and an iron wall, repeatedly defeating the enemy. The opponent lost troops and lost generals, but did not give up the siege because of this, and the battle was extremely tragic for a while.
Wei Changzheng and Mingzhi sneaked into the Turkic army risking their lives, and finally found out that both Qingchen and Shi Zhonghou were imprisoned in Tongda's camp. Because they were heavily guarded and unable to get close, they had to try to return to Yanliang to discuss countermeasures.
Ye Tianling asked for the details, and immediately ordered: "Pass my military order, everyone in the Shenji Battalion immediately withdraws their defenses and rests and waits for orders."
Eleven stepped forward and said, "Fourth brother, let me go."
Ye Tianling glanced at him and disagreed: "No."
Eleventh said: "Once you are gone, the Turks will know that we rescued people. They are worried about you because of you. If you leave, who can guard Yanliang? Qingchen wants to save, Yanliang You must also guard, it is best if you can try to attract the attention of the army, and I will rescue people with a magic machine."
Ye Tianling pondered for a while, frowning slightly, and said later: "No matter who goes, you have to wait until nightfall to do anything."
The moment Qing Chen is in the hands of the enemy, the more dangerous he is, Eleven is also worried, but at this time he can only wait patiently for the most favorable opportunity. The Turkic army under the city was frustrated again, and the entire army retreated temporarily, Eleven said: "I'm afraid they won't be able to attack the city, and threaten Qing Chen's life, then it will be difficult."
Why didn't Ye Tianling think of this place before, the bottom of his eyes was darker and thicker, the armor was covered with messy cold rain, and his body was icy cold.
This time the enemy retreated, but it was not like the previous rounds of attacking the city after a slight rectification, and there was no movement for a long time. After a while, the war drums of the Turkic army sounded again. From a distance, thousands of troops and tens of thousands of cavalry were densely lined up outside the city.
When Shiluo Khan and others came to the front of the battle, several soldiers put a woman on the chariot and tied it to the long pillar with ropes. Eleven's expression turned serious: "Fourth brother, it's Qingchen!"
The woman's messy hair was like a pair of black long satin, which was blown away by the wind, covering her blurred face, and her slender figure was even thinner in a white dress, as if it was about to fall. Under the gray sky, this pale color was like a thorny steel whip, which hit Ye Tianling's heart hard. Ye Tianling coldly watched Tongda gallop out of the battle and shouted to Yanliang City, the meaning of which was self-evident, he wanted to force him to open the city and surrender.
Tongda had a hostage in his hands this time, and he was very arrogant. He rode his horse in front of the battle, complacent, but suddenly saw Ye Tianling on the top of the city holding a golden bow in his hand, drawing an arrow from the string, the bow was like a full moon, and the arrow flashed. point here.
Although Tong Da thought that Ye Tianling had some scruples and dared not act rashly, the sharpness of the bow and arrow was like a needle on his back like a shadow, and a murderous aura came from his head through the flying rain and fog, making him involuntarily rein in his horse and back away a few steps. He was very afraid of Ye Tianling's archery skills, so he hurriedly ordered the guards around him. The shieldmen lined up densely in a row, but Ye Tianling didn't shoot an arrow. Tong Da hid behind the iron shield, feeling annoyed, he simply drew his sword and pointed at the woman on the chariot: "Ye Tianling, if you continue to resist, you will wait to collect the body of your princess!"
The woman was pointed at the throat by the tip of Tongda's sword, and she cried out sadly: "Your Highness! Help me..."
The cry for help was sympathetic, and it seemed that it disappeared in the strong wind before reaching the top of the city. Ye Tianling's eyes suddenly became cold, and the long arrow pointed at the heart of the woman on the chariot.
Eleven paled in shock, and stopped him: "Fourth brother! What are you doing!"
The bow and arrow in Ye Tianling's hands was stable and powerful, he locked on to the woman tightly, and said coldly: "She is not Qing Chen."
Eleven looked back and said anxiously, "How can you be so sure?"
Ye Tianling said decisively: "Absolutely not."
As soon as the words fell, Jin Gong shook slightly, avoiding Eleven's obstruction. A sharp howling sound seemed to suck all the rain and mist between the sky and the earth into the surroundings, causing the dark clouds to surge and fall straight away. The woman's cry for help was cut off within three feet of blood spatter.
Ye Tianling shoots arrows in succession, and the arrows are inseparable from Tongda. Relying on the protection of the surrounding iron shields, Tongda almost scrambled back to the central army, extremely embarrassed. The Turks never expected such a situation. There was an uproar in front of the army, but the soldiers in Yanliang City fell into an unbelievable silence.
The gust of wind is raging, only the battle flags on the top of the city are buzzing. Ye Tianling stared ahead, his expression as cold as frost.
After a while, Mingzhi recovered from the shock. He is from Mingyi Building, after all, he is different from other soldiers, only that Qing Chen had already died under Ye Tianling's arrow, and in a rage, he rushed forward and asked: "Even if we fight head-on with them, we may not be able to save Lord Feng! Why are you doing this!"
With a wave of one hand, Ye Tianling shook Ming Zhi away a few steps, "I said she is not Qing Chen."
Seeing this, Wei Changzheng hurriedly stopped Ming Zhi, who was blocked by Wei Changzheng, and shouted: "What if she!"
Ye Tianling raised his head slightly, the wind and rain under the dark sky washed his outline hard and cold, he said lightly: "If she lives, I live, and she dies, I die."
The moment Ye Tianling shot out the long arrow, a faint smile appeared on Qing Chen's lips.
The light rain hit her face, the long wind made her clothes flutter, the arrow was shining brightly and clearly, the sounds of thousands of horses and thousands of troops around her retreated, her smile was as peaceful as jade.
"I don't want Ye Tianling to even be able to kill his own princess. They say that he is cold-natured and ruthless, and the rumors are true. I thought you were different from others, but now it seems that there is no difference." The person seemed to be quite emotional. On the low cliff on the side of the plain, more than a dozen soldiers were scattered not far away. Qing Chen stood in front of the cliff, turned around and glanced at the speaker, and said lightly: "You underestimate us! Husband and wife."
The person behind her wears a broad knife and is dressed in the costume of a Turkic general. His black hair is pulled back to reveal a broad forehead and a pair of slightly wild eyes. The foreigner who fought against each other heard Qing Chen's words and asked, "Oh? How do you say that?"
Qing Chen raised his eyes and looked at Yanliang City, the familiar figure was faintly visible under the misty wind and rain, as tall as a mountain. The distance as far as the eye can see is like thousands of mountains and mountains, her heart seems to be tightly held by a thin thread, and the other end is connected to him.
"Do you think that letting others put on my clothes and pretend to be me is Princess Ling? The real Princess Ling will never beg him to give up tens of thousands of soldiers before the battle between the two armies, even with a sharp sword. The safety of soldiers is exchanged for life. If I do this, I am not worthy to be his wife, and if he submits to you, he is not worthy to be my husband."
The man's expression was a little stunned, and then he said again: "If you are really put in front of the battle, then what about you?"
There was a subtle smile on Qing Chen's lips: "You wouldn't do that."
The man said: "Do you dare to be so sure?"
Qing Chen watched him quietly: "I am trapped in the enemy's camp now, not so much because I encountered Tongda's army in Baizhangyuan, but because you used your troops surprisingly and cut off my only way back to Yanliang. Tongda is in the camp If you have something wrong with me, you try to make him dispel the idea. They want to use me as a threat, so you find a reason to make them use someone else instead. By doing this, you must get more benefits from me. Here Before, how could you want me to die so easily? What do you want, you might as well say it now."
The man said: "The two armies are against each other, what else can I ask for?"
"No," Qing Chen shook his head and said, "You don't want to conquer Yanliang, nor do you want his life."
The man's eyes brightened slightly: "I would like to hear the details."
Qing Chen lowered her eyes to think, she had been thinking about this person secretly for a long time, and she had some doubts in her heart: "Although you are in a high position in the Turkic Kingdom, you are highly valued by Tongda, but once you don't have to act in front of Tongda, you There is another person in your eyes. The countermeasures you said in the camp, including people going to the front instead of me, seeming to help Turks everywhere, are actually ambiguous, and you are just using Tongda." She looked To the soldiers not far away, "Besides, you are extremely cruel to the Turkic soldiers under your hand, and you don't take their lives seriously. Only these few people can make you look at them differently. Who are you and what are you trying to do? Now there is no need to hide."
The man laughed and said: "Princess really has a careful mind. Your life is in my hands now, if you can guess my identity, you are qualified to negotiate terms with me. Otherwise, you can only obey my orders."
Qing Chen was silent, the man waited for a while, seeing that she was still hesitating, he said: "It seems that you have to follow my order."
Just as he was about to leave, Qing Chen whispered a name on his lips: "Wan Tu Shuo Feng."
The man turned around suddenly, his eyes flashed brightly: "How do you know this name?"
Qing Chen stared into his eyes for a moment, and could clearly see his shocked expression. Her beautiful lips drew a shallow moon arc: "Are you qualified now?"
Wan Teng Shuofeng looked back at her, tapped his fingers on the handle of the knife lightly, and suddenly laughed loudly: "I don't want Ye Tianling to have such a smart princess, how did you think of it?"
Qing Chen smiled slightly: "We met each other in the Hengling Mountains. If I guessed correctly, you fell behind us and rushed to the Green Valley to bury the sarcophagus. Guili swordsmanship was passed down from the Rouran clan, and your swordsmanship is similar to it." Mutual generation and mutual restraint, obviously from the same case. I guessed your identity after that day, and you are covering up perfectly at this time, but when you looked at the Turkic army just now, you showed deep hatred. Wan Cheng is soft The surname is Wang, you should be the legacy of the Rouran royal family, is my statement reasonable?"
Wan Chengshuofeng narrowed his sharp eyes, nodded and said, "You can save me a lot of trouble by thinking of this, so you should also think about what I need you to do."
Qing Chen's eyes fell on his eyes, like a trace of clear water: "I advise you not to bet on me, he is not a person who likes to be coerced."
Wan Tushuofeng said: "It's not necessarily up to him to choose whether he likes it or not."
Qing Chen said: "You can try it, but you will definitely regret that you missed the only chance to cooperate with him."
Wan Tushuofeng said: "I can't talk about cooperation with him yet, so it's too early to say."
Qing Chen said: "If you want to avenge Turks and revive Rouran, you must have thought about who is most likely to help you do this now." Wan Shuofeng's expression moved, Qing Chen looked at him: "Now you don't have the power , and he has. You can choose to be your enemy or your friend."
Wan Tushuofeng sneered and said: "He is the prince of the Celestial Dynasty, who even hates his own mother and concubine, why is he willing to help me restore the country softly?"
Qing Chen sighed softly: "There is no son who would really hate his mother. After all, half of Rouran's blood flows through him, and Rouran will always be her mother's clan."
Wan Tushuofeng said: "But with this little blood and affection, no one will believe that you can help Rouran. What are you planning to do when you persuade me to join forces with him?"
Qing Chen raised his eyes: "At least for now, I will not let go of any chance to save myself. In the future, the land of Mobei will belong to the Celestial Dynasty, and someone needs to rule it. Rouran is the best choice for us." She smiled softly: "You If you want to use me to coerce him, don't you just want to use his strength?"
Wan Tushuofeng said: "Mobei belongs to the Celestial Dynasty. It is too early to say."
Qing Chen just smiled and didn't argue with him: "With the remaining power of the Rouran clan, it is impossible to fight against the Turks. I admire you for being able to hide your identity and take the high position of the right general of the Turks. You Willing to take the risk and hibernate in the Turkic army, it seems that he wants to fight Tongda. Tongda is not like his father, he is a complete idiot. Mobei is difficult. Even if you do it, it is still far away from Rouran's restoration of the country. Even if there are no accidents, it will take at least three generations of management. But if we are willing to help you, the Rouran family will regain control of Mobei. But it’s just around the corner, so you might as well think about it.”
Wan Tuo Shuofeng frowned deeply, as if he was thinking about Qing Chen's words, and said later: "What you said does not represent Ye Tianling's thoughts."
Qing Chen said: "For such a big matter, even if I give you an absolute promise on his behalf, you will not easily believe it. All I can say is this. His final decision depends on you."
Wan Tushuofeng said: "Cooperating with him, I will take the same risk."
Qing Chen said: "Only in danger can we win."
A gust of wind swept past the cliff, raising her hair and brushing against her face. Qing Chen's phoenix eyes lightly flicked to his temples, never letting go of the subtle expression on Wan Tuo Shuo Feng's face. Wan Tan Shuofeng was deeply scheming, and he would not make any immediate decision, so he ordered Qing Chen to be taken off the cliff without comment.
On the mountain road close to the Turkic garrison, a group of Turkic soldiers came towards them. After seeing Wan Qi Shuofeng, they rushed forward: "General, the little prince is sending someone to look for you!"
Wan Tushuofeng expressed no expression, nodded and said, "Lead the way ahead."
It can't go very far, but Wanqi Shuofeng is getting slower and slower. Qing Chen suddenly saw him winking at the guards beside him, and they stepped forward almost at the same time, and before the Turkic soldiers in front could react, they were stabbed to death one by one. Someone didn't die immediately, covered his bleeding neck and widened his eyes, pointing hoarsely at Wan Tushuofeng: "You...you..."
The blade lighted up, and the speaker had turned into a corpse, and a slightly older Rouran bowed to Wan Tushuofeng: "My lord!"
Several people were killed in front of them, the blood stained the frozen ground, and immediately exuded a strong fishy smell. Wan Teng Shuofeng was unmoved, but smiled at Qing Chen: "I, Wan Teng Shuofeng, have always liked adventures. Tonight, I will accompany you." Wangfei went to Yanliang City for a visit."